A poem that I like

I will tell youWhere the Devil lived.He lived in The padlockedIron-wire toolshedWhere everythingWas the color of rustWhich is the color the Devil is.I was told to Stay Out Of There,Because it containedBlack widows, scorpions, and wasps.Though this was true the realReason I was not allowedInside the shed was becauseThat’s where the Devil hung his headTo rest it while the pure evilOf the Daylight Moon did his duties.